“My birth was an accident.”

In Merlin's living room, Geralt, the former legendary witch hunter and the current uncle next door, sat on the sofa, tasting the wine given by Merlin. While telling his story to the little boy Merlin in a "big senior" posture, he threw the last quaint card in his hand on the table.

To be honest, this feeling of seeing a real person is much better than reading an autobiography book.

Except for Merlin who has lost seven times in this weird card game, almost all of the thousands of dollars he has lost to the legend who is very strong in playing cards.

"My mother was a very famous witch in the early Middle Ages. She had me in a bad accident after drinking. But she had dedicated her life to magic, so she eventually sent me to the witch hunter who was in full swing."

"I grew up there, studied, followed my adoptive father's footsteps, and became a witch hunter from the wolf school."

Geralt touched the wolf head pendant hanging around his neck, which represented his identity.

"Then I met Yennefa, my little Cialia, and many people. In the Middle Ages Eastern and Southern Europe, I experienced many interesting or boring things, and later I got a title and had my own manor. I thought I would spend my life like that until when Yennefa and I were old, we encountered some strange things."

Speaking of this, Geralt was silent for a moment. He didn't seem to be planning to talk about this. While putting away the Gent on the table, he changed the topic more bluntly.

"That should have been in 1314. In short, after that, after my dear Yennefa's alchemy experiment was successful, we returned to our youth and regained the lost emotions I became no longer like a witch hunter, but in fact, I am still a witch hunter."

He drank all the wine in the cup, raised it, and said to Merlin:

"Is there a vodka? This wine is not strong enough."

"Uh, yes, wait a moment."

Although Merlin has seen a legendary vampire who lived 1,200 years old, the Supreme Lord is a vampire after all, which is different from humans. Now, a living fossil of human history is sitting in front of him. In this case, Merlin really has too many questions to ask.

He stood up, took out a bottle of vodka from the wine cabinet, walked quickly back to Geralt, filling him with it.

The latter put the wine beside his mouth and sniffed it. He said with satisfaction:

"It's just this problem. My wife is good at everything. She just doesn't allow me to drink too much. She said it's for health. Oh my God, I have lived for 1,300 years. I don't care about health or something."

He complained about his mysterious wife, then raised his head and poured the glass of wine into his mouth.

"Furo"

He let out a comfortable moan and placed the wine glass on the table, as if he had regained his youthful feeling. He waved his finger:

"One more drink!"

Merlin did not speak, but silently poured another glass of wine for the uninvited senior.

And just as Geralt was drinking his second glass of wine, he suddenly remembered something. He touched it in his pocket, and finally took out a small wooden box and placed it in front of Merlin.

"I almost forgot about this, the 'reward' I brought to you by Julyssitor."

"remuneration"

Merlin did not refuse the gift, and he was also curious about what the witch hunter brought to him.

He brought the wooden box and bought it a little heavy, and it seemed to have something made of steel. Merlin opened the box and found a pair of arm armor inside.

In the black leather pad with metal buttons, there is a silver metal box with some fine runes engraved on the box. The internal structure of this box is a bit exquisite, like a kind of launch weapon.

"Oh, it's the sword."

Geralt, who was drinking on his own, glanced at this side, and he immediately recognized what this strange thing was.

"Xianjian?"

Merlin looked at the arm armor in his hand and said:

“Is this a weapon?”

"Yes, a weapon for assassination."

Geralt drank another vodka, then reached out to take the arm armor in Merlin's hand, and demonstrated the use of this alien weapon in front of him.

The legendary witch hunter put the black arm armor on the wrist of his left hand, clasped three metal buttons tightly, and then moved his five fingers. As Merlin's gaze, Geralt raised his left hand forward, the strange weapon was also activated at this moment.

"bass"

Accompanied by a crisp metal collision, a silver blade, like a short sword, popped up from the front of the sleeve sword.

The force was amazing. In Merlin's perception, he could even feel Geralt's arm shaking at the moment the blade popped out. This thing could penetrate the head of a monster in a close combat.

"The ratio of the steel tempered by the holy silver and potion is perfect. It takes into account the effect of the silver sword to destroy the demon and the sharpness and toughness of the tough sword. The magic-breaking runes are engraved on the sleeve sword, which is also good to deal with those black wizards. The general protective spell can be easily broken when it touches the blade."

Geralt stroked the popped-up sneaker sword and said softly:

"The most important thing is that this thing is hidden enough, and it is still very useful even when facing dangerous monsters. As long as you can seize the opportunity, you can lock in the battle with just one blow."

After saying that, the legendary witch hunter put the sleeve sword in front of his eyes and sniffed it. His nose moved like a cat. After a moment, he said:

"This leather pad is a dragon skin, which is very tough, that is, when fighting in close combat, you can use it as a shield."

"This is a very good gift. As far as I know, in this era, it seems that only demon hunters will equip such weapons. This is a symbol of identity."

"bass"

While Geralt's finger was moving, the sneaker sword was retracted into the silver box as the opening and closing of the mechanism.

The white wolf took down the sneaker sword and handed it to Meilin, and he said:

"Ulysses should have given you his sword and use it well."

Merlin took the sneak sword and frankly said that he didn't need such external equipment now. He had enough equipment on hand, and he wanted to get some magic that would help his current situation.

But such things cannot be forced.

"Speaking of this, I have something to ask you, Mr. Geralt."

Merlin put the sneak sword at hand, and he looked at Geralt who continued to drink, and he said:

"You must have traveled all corners of the world in your life, so the Supreme Master"

"No, I won't tell you anything about this."

Before Merlin could finish her words, Geralt flatly refused.

The latter picked up the wine glass and said to Merlin:

"If you want to find Kama Taj, you have to search for it yourself. This is the rule set by the Supreme Master. And you must have a sense of awe for powerful power."

He looked at Merlin and shook his head:

"To be honest, you're not ready yet."

"What's the meaning?"

Merlin asked back.

"To control power, you must have a will that match it. Your will is very strong, like a sharp sword unsheathed, but the problem is that you need to use this will to fight against the dark magic in your body. You don't have much spiritual power to call. The secret magic that requires full devotion to you is not suitable for you."

Geralt is indeed a legend in stock. He explained in detail to Merlin:

"What's more, the Supreme Mage is beyond time. Even if you find the Kama Taj Sanctuary and are allowed to enter it, you don't know how long it will take to wait until the Supreme Mage returns to this node from the Sea of ​​Time. You should know your situation. How long can you wait? 2 years? 4 years? Anyway, it will definitely not exceed 5 years."

"That"

Geralt's meaning was very clear. He believed that Merlin should not pursue the help of the Supreme Master.

The uncertainty of this road is too great.

"Where is the Eternal Rock?"

Merlin asked again:

"I found a piece of information about it from the relics of Vlad III. I heard from a friend that it was one of the advanced powers of witchcraft?"

"That's right."

Bailang nodded, he rubbed his beard and said to Merlin:

"The Eternal Rock carries the 'power of the near god', and that place is also the place where the dimensional magic power gathers. It is exactly two extremes with Kama Taj's practice."

"It summons the power of the legendary 'gods' to give their mages a variety of divine powers. That is quite suitable for you. As long as you can enter it and be recognized by the wizard of the Eternal Rock, you will get powerful power almost immediately."

"But the problem with Eternal Rock is that its way of picking apprentices is through disorderly 'fate'."

Geralt rubbed his forehead and explained to Merlin with some headache:

"In 1300 years, I have only seen the passage of Eternal Rock open a few times. What I can tell you is that the mages there are all a group of authentic 'charlatans'. Can you understand what I mean? Their way of thinking is illogical. They are very idealistic. To join them, luck is needed."

"It's not that kind of ordinary luck, it's the luckiest. Speaking of this, are you lucky since you were a child?"

Geralt looked up, looked at Merlin, and asked a question.

Merlin shook her head expressionlessly.

He has confidence in any aspect of himself, but he has no confidence in this, but he is lucky.

"Oh, then you're done."

The white wolf shrugged:

"The unlucky people will never meet them. You can give up on this."

"What should I do?"

Both paths that Merlin finally found were sentenced to death, which made him a little confused for a moment. He looked at the white wolf and said:

"Some methods can definitely help me, right? The wizard civilization has developed for thousands of years. Before that, there was a more mysterious era of gods. As far as I know, you have killed a legendary vampire lord who escaped from hell with your own hands. Do you have any way to help me?"

"No."

The white wolf spread his hands straightforwardly and calmly:

"I know someone can save you, but it's one thing to be able to save you, and it's another thing to be willing to save you. There are so many people in this world who need help. If you lend a helping hand to everyone, then they don't have to do anything every day. I mean, you have to keep going before the turning point of your life comes."

"However, I have an inexperienced idea about your current situation."

"Hmm? Let's hear it."

Merlin asked urgently.

Geralt thought for a moment and said to Merlin:

"Do you play video games?"

"Uh, don't play."

Merlin was stunned for a moment and replied:

"But my adopted son loves to play. Does this have anything to do with my question?"

“Of course there is.”

Geralt stretched out his finger and shook it in front of Merlin, he said:

"I try new things occasionally, and those video games are actually quite interesting, but that's not the point. The point is that in video games, if you are a mage, you release magic through magic."

"If your magic is 100 points and it takes 10 points of magic to release one magic, then you have to release 10 times to clear the magic. If you count the automatic reply of magic, then you have to release more times."

"But later in the game, when you master a lot of advanced skills, a magic may consume one-third of your magic power, which is very similar to your situation."

The white wolf pointed at Meilin and he explained:

"I don't know much about the Three Palace Demons. In my time, it did not appear in this world. But I have heard its stories from some friends. It gives every child the power seeds. In my opinion, those power seeds are 'primary skills'. By constantly collecting other power seeds, the power of a demon son can become more and more complex and more advanced."

"I mean, after you collect enough power seeds, when the demonic power you have reaches a certain limit, and when every time you use your ability, you need all the magic power in your body, maybe your problem will no longer exist."

"When you use power once, you will clear half or even half of the magic power in your body. The magic power in your body can't help you cast spells with all your strength. So how can those dark magic powers still have time to erode your soul?"

Meilin frowned and after listening to Bailang's advice, he said:

"But every time I absorb a seed of power, I will move further away from the evolution of half-demon. Maybe I can't support the time you mentioned, and I will lose the human body and completely become a half-demon."

"Yes, it's risky, so I said it's an immature idea."

The white wolf stood up and drank all the vodka that Merlin brought. The legendary witch hunter looked at the time and said to Merlin:

"But this forced transformation of the body will not affect the purity of your soul. On the contrary, if you continue to wander like this, the one who may be transformed first is your soul."

"So, Merlin, this is a choice. Opportunities are always fleeting, and hesitation is giving up opportunities."

"Do you want to be the demonic soul that lives in the perfect human body, or do you want to keep a human heart under the demonic body?"

"You are not expecting a perfect ending childishly, are you?"
Chapter completed!